LIVE LIKE THE ANGELS.
Go, glide like a sunbeam through cottage and hall,
With heart-cheer for each, and a blessing for all;
And seek out the sad ones, when over Hope's tomb
Lean sorrow-bowed mourners in silence and gloom.
With heart-cheer for each, and a blessing for all;
And seek out the sad ones, when over Hope's tomb
Lean sorrow-bowed mourners in silence and gloom.
Clasp childhood's soft hand, teach the selfish and rude
That best of all lessons, the way to be good;
The footsteps of age in meek tenderness lead,
Prove friend to the friendless in time of their need.
That best of all lessons, the way to be good;
The footsteps of age in meek tenderness lead,
Prove friend to the friendless in time of their need.
Bid wayward youth penitent, tearfully turn
To Virtue, mild mentor, wise lessons to learn;
How the tempted and tried may in triumph defy
The soft syren Vice, with her basilisk eye.
To Virtue, mild mentor, wise lessons to learn;
How the tempted and tried may in triumph defy
The soft syren Vice, with her basilisk eye.
